Every minute of every day we choose. Who we are. Who we forgive. Who we defend and protect. To choose a side or to walk the line. To play the middle. To straddle the fence between what is and what should be. This was the course I chose. Trying to find the delicate balance of interests that can never exist. Choosing by not choosing. Defending a center which cannot hold. So death chose for me.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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4844 | 2021-10-19 06:34:19 | 79.73 | 97% |
1302 | 2020-11-08 12:09:15 | 78.44 | 99% |
626 | 2020-10-18 12:02:32 | 73.16 | 98% |